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Glorious and triumphant, ineffable in strenght Defying the power hold in a flesh Eternally denslaved though not by death Bruises decorates scars, reopened constantly Raising new icons in this temple of agony Paralysed by pain deafening thoughts Copulating with death Without sword, with single move beheading Armourless, resistant for every spear One of us He is dying, dying like we The self-mutilated messiah Revelating new gospel to the earth New heavens for strong enough To kill within a man The mental tormentor, tormented himself Encrowned by human screams Killing thousands of martyrs Forgotten before nailed Dying like others But making death his own strenght From Letras Mania